Posted at 19:23 on 15 Nov 2011 by Pandora / Blake
Here are some photos from years ago which I never got round to posting. They're from a scene I played with HH back in 2007.
I was the nervous niece bringing a letter home from school, knowing I was in for it. He was my uncle, furious that I'd disappointed him. I was sent out into the garden with a pair of shears with my dress tucked into my knickers, and told to return with some suitable switches. Nervewracking: trying to cut the knobbly bits off each one, anxious that they'll be too thick and heavy, or that he'll deem them not thick and heavy enough and I'll incur further punishment.
By the time this photo was taken, I'd not only been switched, but also been dragged into the bathroom for a dose of the bathbrush over wet knickers. That was pretty bad - but having to stay in the super-exposed position kneeling on the footstool with my hands on the floor while he striped my bottom and thighs with the switch was even worse.
Still, as Kami Robertson pointed out recently - the thing about switches is that your bottom ends up victorious, while the switch lies in pieces on the floor.
Photos (c) Henry Higgins